What sort of god would put us here in this goddamned, stinking slaughterhouse of a world ? Some guy that likes to tear the wings off flies ? What use is there living and starving and fighting the next guy for a full belly ? It's a nut house.
Nightmare Alley
William Lindsay Gresham
1946
Ruth's infatuation with Blakely plunges her into a sea of trouble ; she casts aside Desmond even after he's given her shelter and paid for her son's boarding school ; she has a miscarriage and reaches the end of her rope. Dance with a Stranger, thanks to a laser sharp performance by Miranda Richardson, convincingly depicts the peculiar anguish of destructive passion.
Frederick and Mary Ann Brussat
Spirituality and Practice. com
I think the way to stop it is to shrug it off. Or to take it with your tongue in your cheek. Sure, that's the system. At any rate, it's the system that works for you. It's the automatic control board that keeps you out there where nothing matters, where it's only you and the keyboard and nothing else. Because it's gotta be that way. You gotta stay clear of anything serious.
David Goodisimage
John Baeder
It's like pulling away from the maze. While you're in the maze, you go through willy nilly turning where you think you have to turn ; banging into the dead ends. One thing after another. But you get some distance on it, and all those twists and turns, why, they're the shape of your life, it's hard to explain. But seeing it whole gives you some peace.
The Man Who Wasn't There
(Ed Crane)
2001
The Window
